and using dean against him

Chuck and Amara - the ultimate Destiel expositions

Ok so I can’t help but think of Austin Powers and Basil Exposition while writing this whole post cos thats where I learned the term as a 10 year old….

Originally posted by austinpowersquotes

Anyway! 

After writing quite a few pieces on Mary as a catalyst for the emotional growth of Sam and Dean I thought about Amara which in turn made me think about Chuck and then came an absolute lightbulb moment (for me). Chuck has already been shown as the narrator and expositional over-voice in Swan Song and alongside this and how I view nearly all Amara’s dialogue in season 11 my brain went to….

Chuck has always been important to Cas’s story obviously and it’s clear that Mary is important to Dean (and Sam’s) story. Going back I’ve noticed so many exposition moments for the bond between Dean and Cas and I realised when noting them down that Chuck often exposes Cas’s side of the story and Amara Dean’s. By exposition moments I mean something that’s not between the two of them but a parallel or an interaction with a different character that exposes their feelings towards the other. This is key on screen because you can’t know what’s going on inside a character’s mind like you can in a book, this has to come another way so you get expositions or self-aware moments like Dean’s praying/longing scene or interactions with other characters like Metatron’s multiple scenes with Cas.

With hindsight I feel like Chuck is a character exposition of Cas’s feelings for Dean and Amara a character exposition of Dean’s feelings for Cas. 

Below the cut : How I believe Chuck & Amara reveal Destiel exists in S11.

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Get your own Angel - Destiel

“Are we going to get a drink or what?” Dean spoke up from his uncomfortable position on a solid cheap hotel mattress. Him, Sam and Castiel had agreed to letting loose a little tonight. What with having just finished a hunt and all.

“Yes Dean. We are just waiting on Sam to get ready.” Castiel replied as he placed a warm kiss onto his hunters head. Sam was in the other room, busy doing his long, luscious hair.

Dean and Cas had been what you could class as an item for a while now. They kept it secret though, Dean not wanting anyone to be able to use it against him. He was tired of everyone he loves dying. He certainly didn’t want anything to happen to his precious Angel.

He thought Sam was oblivious to their relationship, which he was; mostly. He’d have to be completely stupid not to see that there is a lot of adoration in their eyes when looking at one another.

“Right here. Now let’s go! Dean, no bringing girls home tonight, I’d actually like a few hours sleep.” Sam instructed his older brother.

“Oh, I can guarantee that won’t be happening” Dean replied through a smirk, looking down lustily at Castiel causing a shy smile from his Angel and an odd, suspicious look from his brother.


The three close companions sat at the last booth at the back of the bar Dean recommended they attend tonight. Sam on one side and Dean and Castiel sat, rather close on the other.

They had all had about four pints now and are partially tipsy. Okay maybe Dean had a little more than the others but he was still slightly sober.

“Dean, come help me get the drinks” Sam instructed.

“More alcohol, you don’t have to ask me twice, be right back Cas” Dean said as the brothers walked away to purchase a round of shots.

Dean had drank another few shots of something, he didn’t even know what it was, but he didn’t care. He tends to do this, whenever he has the chance, he just drinks and drinks, that way he forgets.

Sam and Dean place the shots on the table, there is ten all together however Sam and Cas only had two each, while Dean had six.

The Winchesters got a little bored of sitting so they decided on playing some pool, the pool table wasn’t that far from the booth they were in so Cas sat at the table and observed, mostly just admiring the way Dean bent over the table while playing.

“Hello there. You look lonely, can I sit here?” A girl with medium length red hair and vibrant makeup asks Castiel. Confusing Cas majorly, he wonders silently if she was trying to flirt or genuinely needed a seat.

“Okay. Sam and Dean will be back soon though.” Castiel informs her.

“Okay, they can sit there, I’ll sit on your lap.” The unnamed girl says while plonking herself down on Castiel in a slutty manner.

Castiel is extremely uncomfortable now, he doesn’t know if he should get her off him or not, he wants to, but he doesn’t want to upset the women.

“My name is Hannah. But you can call me anything you want.” The girl named Hannah allows Castiel, giving him a mischievous wink.

Soon after Dean looks over to the booth to check on Cas, only to be greeted by a girl shoving herself at Castiel. He noticeably didn’t want her to, he looked awkward and uncomfortable. Then the girl started cupping Castiels dick through his pants, Cas flinched and shoved her hand away saying “I’m in a relationship” but that didn’t mean she was giving up.

“Who cares? They don’t have to know” She said and goes to reach her hands out for his zip, Cas once again stops her and tries to get up, but she wraps herself around him and pulls him back down.

“Where do you think you’re going? Stop playing hard to get.” She says and presses her lips on Castiel’s, he doesn’t kiss back, instead tries to push her off him so she forces his hands on her boobs and goes down to undo his zip but Dean stops her in her tracks.

“Hey. Get your hands off my boyfriend” Dean says without warning grabbing Castiel’s hand and dragging him up from under her while gripping onto his waist possessively.

“He was enjoying it” She said through her teeth.

“Is that what you call that? You were forcing him.” Dean said, gripping Castiel tighter and getting angrier by the minute.

“He just isn’t a good kisser is all, you would know that If you were his boyfriend but he isn’t gay.” She said, as If she knew anything. Meanwhile Sam was watching how the events rolled out with a knowing grin, from afar, but close enough to hear it all.

“Not my boyfriend? Bad kisser? You call this a bad kisser?” Dean said as he grabbed Castiels thighs and ass, pulling him into himself and grinding slightly before Castiel jumped and wrapped his legs around Dean’s waist.

Dean then forcefully pressed his lips against Castiel’s perfect full ones, he kissed him hard while repeating “mine” in an inhumane voice,he bit down on his bottom lip earning a small moan from Castiel, Dean took this as an opportunity to let his tongue gain access and began sucking on Castiel’s lip and gliding his tongue across the top of his mouth. All the while his right hand was keeping Castiel up, and the other roped itself into Castiel’s soft hair and tugged at it every now and again.

They pulled away slightly, both gasping for air. “Yours” Castiel ensured.

“Not a good kisser? Yeah. That’s only because you can’t make him fall apart like I can. You can’t do anything, you can’t even get him to touch you. How about you get your own Angel?” Dean suggested to Hannah.

Hannah just glared in disgust and walked away, probably onto her next victim, Dean didn’t care as long as it wasn’t Cas.

Sam was about to call the two out on their relationship that he was secretly happy about, out of everyone Dean could have fallen in love with, Sam is happy it’s Cas. He knows Cas won’t ever intentionally hurt him. However he didn’t call them out on it as Dean wrapped his hands viciously on Castiel’s wrist and dragged him somewhere, Sam decided on letting them do their thing and walking back, they planned to walk anyway fully aware of how drunk they would get, however they did drive here, it was only a street away from there motel.

“Ow, Dean loosen your grip, it hurts” Castiel whined, but Dean didn’t listen, if anything it got tighter. He dragged them out of the bar and into the car park where a bunch of men around thirty whistled, cat calling that was aimed at Castiel.

Dean slammed Castiel against the Impala and bit down lustily on his neck. He began moving his tongue in circular motions and sucking until the skin started turning a dark purple, then he made his way up to Castiel’s ear lobe and whispered “you’re mine. I’m going to remind you of that”

Which sent shivers down Castiel’s spine and straight to his dick. They had been together long enough for Dean to know every single thing Castiel liked and didn’t, how anything to do with whispering or biting on his neck and ear sent him over the edge. It made him feel good, and Dean liked reminding his boyfriend that only he could make him feel like this.

This was all happening infront of the guys that cat called, they were watching, staring in fact, however Dean took the gun out of his coat and pointed it towards them, aiming directly above the “gang leader’s” head. Making them all run, they weren’t coming back.

Dean got back to work as soon as they left, he started nibbling on Castiel’s ear, while his hands gripped at his hair and his hips grind against Cas’ crotch in a painfully slow way.

Dean had decided to make this slow, agonisingly slow, to show Cas how much he needed Dean.

“Say you’re mine baby” Dean ordered.

“Dean, you know I am” Castiel said.

This wasn’t convincing enough for Dean, so he started cupping Castiel through his jeans, tracing his fingers along the tip.

“Say it. Say you’re mine. I want to hear you say it.” Dean said again, but this time opened the back door of the Impala and shoved Castiel inside lustily before cas could say anything at all. There was enough room in the back seat, they’d just have to stay close, which wasn’t a problem.

Dean lay Castiel down under him, and ripped off his T-shirt, soon after Castiel’s came off too. Dean was now grinding down onto Castiel, dicks rubbing against each other while Dean traced his tongue along Castiel’s abs.

Dean made his way back up to Castiel’s face and began sucking again, leaving behind a trail of many hickeys, he liked to mark his property.

He bit down on his ear lobe and undid the zip of Castiel’s pants. Removing his boxers and stroking Castiel’s dick, hands cupped and tight, squeezing. He let his hand rest at the tip and pushed his thumb into the slit of Castiel’s penis, they’d only just had sex yesterday, so Cas was prepared enough.

Dean undid his own pants now, removing his boxers at the same time and kissed Castiel. Holding his hand out for Castiel’s personal lubricant, Cas spat on Dean’s hand and he turned Castiel over, then stroked the lube along his own dick, before spreading Castiel’s ass revealing a perfect pink hole.

Dean sunk into him, letting himself sit for a couple of seconds for Cas to get used of the new warmth inside of him, then he began grinding into him. Roughly at first, he gripped Castiel’s hips so tightly it left red marks, and pumped himself in and out.

“Fuck Dean, feels so good” Castiel moaned out in pleasure.

“Moan for me baby” Dean loved the sounds Castiel made, it was like a personal symphony that only Dean got to hear.

Castiel panted and moaned out, he was a hot mess, uneven breaths and eyes rolling in pleasure.

“Hmm, Dean. Fuck, oh.”

Dean was barley thrusting now, he was basically pounding, gripping Castiel tightly and leaving trails of wet kisses along his back, he could feel Castiel tighten his hole around his dick and that itself nearly made him cum right then.

“Say. You. Are. Mine. Babyboy.” Dean said in between thrusts.

“I’m yours, oh god ohh. I’m all yours, nobody else.” Castiel said moaning loudly. Dean loves how Cas was so loud during sex. It sent him crazy.

“That’s right.” Dean said and pounded into him again, causing Castiel to come undone at his touch. Coming onto the leather seats of the Impala and on deans hand. The sound Castiel made when he came was enough to send Dean over too. He came a few thrusts after Cas. He fell down beside Castiel, unable to keep himself up.

As there was no way the two could go back tonight and face Sam, Dean grabbed his phone to see two messages of Sam.

“Dude. knew you two were a thing, I’ll talk to you about it tomorrow. I’m assuming you won’t be back tonight. ;)” Dean smiled, knowing his brother is okay with it, he didn’t care what people thought, but he’s always cared about Sammy.

Dean typed out a quick reply “You were right, got lucky ;) be back tomorrow” he put his phone down in the cup holder and grabbed a blanket that was there from Sam using it last night on the road and wrapped it over himself and Cas. He spooned into Cas, both naked but not caring.

Dean buried his nose in Castiel’s neck and mumbled into his ear “mine” before clinging to him tightly and falling asleep with his angel in his arms.

Our Baby Girl - Part 2

Originally posted by helpimanspnfan

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Words: 1,463

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Author’s Note: I hope you all like it! I literally just got done writing it, so if there are any mistakes that is why. I’ll eventually fix those. Also, the tag list is still open!. - Haley xx 


Your name: submit What is this?

“Where did you find it?” I asked Cas.

“On the windowsill,” Cas said, pulling me over to Charlie’s window. “I didn’t notice it at first because there’s no smell.”

I opened Charlie’s bedroom window and saw the yellow powder of sulfur scattered around, but like Cas said, there was no smell.

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Undisclosed Desires (part 4)

Words: 1.7k

Summary: You get confronted by someone from your past and your secret is revealed.

A/N: Lets just say that a whole lot of canon has been tossed right out the window, I don’t even care. Season 11 never happened and some backstory is a little different. Let me know if you’d like to be added to my master tags list.

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Castiel, Sam, and Dean made it into the house while you hung back, trying to figure out what the best course of action was.

“Maybe she’ll be too scared to talk.” You thought out loud. “Or maybe they’ll just kill her. That’d save a lot of trouble.”

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“Girls Night” Extra

Originally posted by demondetoxmanual

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Prompt/request:  Argument w/Dean on the way to the bunker. 

Warnings: None other than the reader taking every opportunity to remind Dean that he was an asshole, use his guilt against him, and driving him as crazy as possible.

A/N: Okay so @impalaimagining is the only one that has requested one of these and you 100% still can! I’m running my 1k celebration until March 18th! If you need to catch up-part one is HERE. You can ask for extras HERE, but you can also still send me gifs HERE if you’d rather do that instead.

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Destroying Ourselves

Originally posted by out-in-the-open

Characters: Dean x Reader/(Demon!Dean x Reader), Sam

Word Count: 5762 (Can’t freaking believe it!)

Warnings: Spn-like Violence, Swearing, Angst, Smut, Blood, Injuries, Possessive!Dean, Unprotected Sex (wrap it up), Oral (female receiving),Morning Sickness, Demon Possession, Violence Against the Reader, Crying, Some Fluff

Request:   Hi ! I have a new request. I loved so much the first one that I decided to do a new one. This time Dean x reader where reader is pregnant but she didn’t tell Dean. Then, she gets possessed by a demon and this one tells to Dean about the pregnancy. He doesn’t trust the demon, saying that reader would tell him everything.

A/N:  I hope this is what you were looking for,  @look-at-this-moose.  I’ve marked the parts that are smutty with an intent and lines.  So if it’s not your thing you can skip over.  


“No, no, Dean, you’re going to be fine,” you babbled, your hands pressed into his chest to try to stem the flow of blood.

“Just hang in there,” Sam urged, his voice breaking.  Your head spun and you pressed harder.  There was blood everywhere.

“Dean!  Dean hang on,” you urged desperately.  Dean clasped hand weakly around his brother’s arm, cupping your cheek with the other.  He looked between the two of you, the fire already leaving his eyes.  

“I’m proud of us,” he murmured.  Beneath your hands his chest stopped moving.

“Dean!”  You shrieked.  “Dean!”

That was the day you watched the man you loved die.  That was the day your world ended.

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Sit Talking Up All Night

Request by Anon: Hey! So there’s this song by The Script called ‘For the First Time’ and I was wondering if you could try writing something based on that.

Word Count: 2298

Warnings: None

Version en Español: Sentados Toda la Noche Hablando

For The First Time by The Script


“You two go on,” you waved your hand toward the motel room door. “Sam needs a wingman.”

“What? I do not!” The younger Winchester protested.

“Yes you do,” both you and Dean said at the same time. He glanced over and you two shared a small smile. You quickly shoved away that fluttering feeling in your chest. Moments where you and Dean seemed to be on the same wavelength were few and far in between anymore. Things had just grown… stale. Neither of you seemed to be cut out for anything long-term. The honeymoon phase had been amazing. That’s what you two were good at. But as soon as that faded out and the real world cut in again, your relationship started to fizzle and crackle out.

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#45 Breath Play (Wincest)

Requested by anon for my kink list (master list here).

Word Count: 1150

Warning: smut, breath play, very brief rimming

A/N: Why do I only want to write Wincest recently? Hope y’all enjoy this! (Tagging @kittenofdoomage and @littlegreenplasticsoldier because I want them to join me in my trash can.) Feedback appreciated!

Sam’s a kinky bastard.

Living in the bunker has changed their relationship. Being safe enough to fall asleep with their guns on the nightstand instead of in their hands, having a kitchen to cook real meals in, having a place that they have to clean themselves…it’s all so domestic.

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I would like to take a second to talk about Crowley sacrificing himself for the world.
first and foremost I would like to point out Crowley is not villain. He is an anti hero at best. But he is not a villain. I would also like to say that Crowley has gone through a lot of shit. He was an addict, he was locked in a basement and beaten, Sam and Dean used his addiction against him. He was betrayed by his mother, he lost his crown, he was beaten, he was put on the run, demons laughed in his face, he was beaten again, he finally got his position in power, he lost his son, he lost his mother, he was betrayed by yet another demon, he was supposedly killed. He escaped. He no longer wanted power, or the crown. He was tired. Then he’s faced with Lucifer, the man who had beaten him, treated him worse than a dog, the man that took everything from him, and he is faced with a choice. He is given this one chance to trap the man who had caused it all, and he looks back on everything he’s done and everything they’ve done to him. He looks back at his life as a ruler, he thinks about his son, and he thinks about what his son did. He sacrificed himself for innocent people, because it was the right thing to do, and he looks at Sam and Dean who have saved so many people, and who can continue to do so. So Crowley does what he can. He takes his angel blade, and kills himself to close the gap. Because if he is going to go he is going to take Lucifer with him.

Adventures In Babysitting

Originally posted by deanneedsahug

Request: Could you do a Deanxreader where Sam and Dean go to a town where there are victims from different kinds of monsters. They find a toddler ( the reader) talking about a witch that turned her and has been summoning monsters to kill her. They bring her to Bobby who recognizes her and tells the boys that she should be the same age as Dean. While the brothers go to kill the witch, the spell wears off and the reader leaves before they get back. After a few weeks the reader ends up rescuing Sam and Dean where she tell that she had to return the favor. Dean realizes who she is and falls in love with her? 

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word Count: 2,007

Warnings: language

A/N: So much protective Dean in this one…


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More Than Just The Spare (Adam Milligan/Reader One-Shot)

Originally posted by imagineseverywhere

Imagine: Imagine Saving Adam From The Pit

Theme Song: More Than Just The Spare (Frozen Deleted Song)

Summary: After being rescued by a hunter, Adam develops a crush on his savior, although he struggles to believe he’s more than just a spare Winchester to her.

A/N: For @desiringspnimagines’s contest!

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No Matter Where You Are - Part 1

Summary: You have spent years with Sam and Dean. Recently, Sam has ended the trials and you are ready to go out on a hunt when Cas needs help with the angels.This whole series is based of my new obsession with this SONG

Characters: Reader, Sam, Dean, Cas

Pairings: Dean X Reader (Eventually)

Word Count: 3200

Warnings:  Language, angst

A/N: I turned out two fics in two days, Whaaat? Thank you guys so much for reading. I’m really excited for this series…All the angst.

This takes place between where Sam gets rid of Gadreel and Dean has the MoC.

Tags are at the bottom. If you would like to be put on my Forever Fic Tag List, please let me know!

Originally posted by superuunatural

Reader’s POV:

“Ahhh!” You squeal as a hand grabs you from out of the shadows, barely able to process it half asleep, glass of water you had just trudged to the kitchen for falling from your hand. Lashing out, you go to punch but are deflected, met with hysterical laughter as your heart pounds in your chest, “Goddammit Dean!”

“You should have seen your face.” His laugh booms off the stone walls, tears coming from the corners of his eyes, not even trying to compose himself.

You smack his shoulder, annoyed by the eldest Winchester’s shenanigans, “What the hell did you do that for?”

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Smooth

Cas smiled softly, watching as Dean sipped at his coffee, occasionally flipping pages of his book over as his eyes examined the ancient symbols. Every once in a while Dean would huff, getting frustrated.

“Cas, what are you looking at?” Dean questioned finally looking up from the book, an eyebrow raised in question.

This confused Cas, obviously he was looking at Dean? He wasn’t trying to hide it.

“I am look at you Dean?”

“No I-I meant…” Dean could feel his face flush at Cas’ boldness, willingly admitting he had been staring. “I meant why? Why are you looking at me?” Again Cas was confused, obviously Dean was attractive and a very interesting being to study, why else would he be watching Dean so intently?

“Because you are very attractive Dean, why else?” Cas said as he tilted his head to the side, eyebrows drawn together in confusion. Castiel’s words shocked Dean causing him to knock over his hot coffee, spilling it all over Castiel.

  “Oh my g- Cas I’m so sorry-”

“If you wanted me out of my clothes Dean all you had to do was say so.” Cas said casually with a barely there smile that Dean had grown to love. Dean snap his head up, shocked at the Angels words. Where did he learn to talk like that?

“Cas where did you-?” Dean stuttered mopping up the spilt coffee with napkins as he shot questioning looks at the Angel. Another smirk graced Castiel’s face as he shrugged off his trench coat and threw Dean a wink. Was- did Cas learn that… From Dean? Was castiel Angel of the lord using Deans own tactics against him? Maybe this angel wasn’t so naive after all.

The Boys Find Out About You And Castiel


You giggled as Castiel ran after you through the bunker. He had been reading all day. All day! The reason you had sent the boys out of the bunker was so that you could spend some one on one time with Castiel. But he had spent all his time reading up on whatever he could. You had all agreed, it was a day off and a much needed on at that. And that meant no one was doing research.

Not even your lovely Angel.

So, you had done the only logical thing you could. You had swiped the book from undeath his nose and ran. It had taken him a second to register what had just happened and he pushed the chair back running after you. But by then you were already a good bit away, thanks to your years of hunting and years on track in high school. 

Castiel could have easily just used his Grace to stop you but he always loved playing these games with you. He always loved to catch you, and listen to you squeal in delight when he wrapped his arms around you. The laugh of joy when he finally caught up to you, and your giggles when as he chased you. It was something that brought a smile to his face, watching you run happily, not because something that could possibly kill you was chasing you. But you were enjoying yourself.

So here you were running through the bunker corridors book in your hand, wearing a pair of pajama shorts and a tank top with Castiel a few metres behind you wearing nothing but his slacks and shirt. It was a funny sight, two adults running around like a pair of children. It was even weirder due to the fact that it was you and Castiel, a serious hunter and a stoic Angel of The Lord.

You skidded into the wall as you turned a corner almost toppling over onto the floor. It gave Castiel enough time to finally close the last few metres between you two. You felt arms wrap around your waist. Your giggles stopped as you squealed happily. Castiel lifted you from the ground spinning you around in the air. You let out a loud laugh closing your eyes. Castiels laugh vibrated through your body. 

When he put you down you spun around in his arms. You threw your arms around his neck with a large smile. ‘Let’s go have some fun?’ You breathed. Castiel’s smile got even wider. ‘What do you have in mind my darling?’ You giggled again before leaning up pressing your lips to his. Castiel’s smile disappeared quickly as he pulled you closer to him kissing you as if it was going to be the last time for him to do so.

You threaded your fingers through his hair. Cas’ hands squeezed your ass ‘Woah’ Both you and Castiel pulled away from each other looking down the hallway. Sam and Dean stood at the bottom their jaws almost on the floor. Dean’s duffle bag was dropped on the floor by his feet. You pulled away from Cas. ‘Close your mouth boys you’ll catch some flies’ You giggled. Castiel stood beside you a deep blush on his cheeks. 

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Happy Birthday, Dean Winchester! I know this doesn’t work date-wise, but another canon-compliant fic will follow this week! It will also be significantly less fluffy :P

“Sam… for real?”

“That is why I got you an appointment.”

Parked in the lot with Baby’s engine cooling, Dean squints through the windshield and curls his lip in disgust. “Fuck that. I say I call and cancel right now and you can use that dough to take me out for a birthday night out, instead. El Sol and strippers, huh Sammy? Now that’s a good gift.”

“Dean, don’t be a dick.”

With that, Sam is out of the car before Dean can prevent him from leaving, the Sasquatch striding up to the doors of Paradise Hair Salon and disappearing inside. Dean follows moments later with a roll of his eyes and a growl.

“…Yeah, thanks Hael. I’d actually like to take an appointment for myself next week; I need a trim.”

The smell of hair product hits Dean’s nose like a brick wall; sweet and tangy and cloying. Grimacing, Dean steps in and stuffs his hands in his pockets, hunching his shoulders and keeping his eyes fixed firmly on the floor. It’s three pm on a Saturday, the last appointment of the day, and the last thing Dean wants is to be forced to get some froofy haircut.

The place itself doesn’t look like some over-the-top fancy hair salon, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t. Despite the warm coloured walls and lights and the small space, the hairdressers might give him extensions or dye his hair pink or something.

Fuck, if Sam was so against Dean using his own clippers, why didn’t he just take him to a barber?

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Why Dean liked Purgatory so much, or On the similarity of Purgatory to Dean’s early hunting life

(Replying to @deanisdarkness​‘s question about Purgatory in a separate post, because this is going to get a little long.)

It would be a grave error to explain Dean’s view on Purgatory only by reducing it to “killing with no consequences”, as halluci!Benny (who is, in fact, just a curse using Dean’s self-contempt against Dean in order to get him to kill himself) does in The Werther Project.

So let’s take a look at what made Purgatory pure, what made it a place that, as Jensen himself has said (x), made Dean feel like he was in his element. A place that made him happy.

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anonymous asked:

If TPTB finally write Destiel out in the glorious open and we get an on screen kiss who do you think would initiate? I used to think it would have to be Dean (since Cas doesn't even assume he belongs at the bunker and with them in general), but maybe this is the one scenario where Dean would be too much of a coward??

Hmmm…I don’t think Cas would initiate. Because Cas doesn’t even think Dean sees him that way. After everything that Cas has been through he still isn’t in a place where he can believe Dean’s words yet. He struggles to accept himself in the Winchesters family and I think this struggle is going to be a focus point of the Cas episodes coming up. Cas would never just kiss Dean, I don’t think he would ever intentionally reveal his feelings either. Its the kind of thing that would have to be forced upon him sadly enough.

It would be Dean that makes the first move, but you are right that he is scared of the whole thing, because Dean is still terrified that Cas would leave him, whereas Cas is terrified that Dean would kick him out again. That is our problem. Both feel they are unworthy for the other one and waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Dean would only make the first move once he was certain that Cas returned his feelings. The only way he would ever be certain is if Cas told him, and Cas would only ever tell Dean such a thing if something forced him too.

Is that cruel? Yes. But their story is a tragedy for the most part. Whether it be another angel, Lucifer or the British Men of Letters. A villain who finds out that Dean is Cas weakness and uses it against him, and either forces Cas to beg for Dean’s life or something else equally horrible, that villain would reveal Cas’ big secret like its such a humiliating thing. But in that moment when Cas thinks he is gonna die anyway he would just say “I’m sorry Dean. He’s telling the truth.” and then yeah, sacrifice himself for Dean or something whilst Dean’s standing there all shocked and unable to do anything. 

But! After all that happens and probably Sam comes in like the super moose he is and saves the day and kills the bad guy or frees them or whatever, Cas would look all ashamed and apologise and tell Dean that he will go. Dean would then grab him and be like “Cas…” and then he’d kiss him. He’d be terrified and stunned and probably still injured but he’d do it because he’s never been good at talking or dealing with his feelings but Cas loves him and the bad guy thought it was something to laugh about but its not its something to leap up and down and celebrate but instead he pulls Cas in, wraps his arms around him, and even though it takes Cas a few seconds to get with the programme he finally kisses him back, and when they pull apart Cas just looks at him all shocked and confused and just says “Dean” and Dean smiles at him, strokes his cheek and says “Come on, lets go home”.

So yeah that’s how I see it happening anyway.

mishanarry asked: Can you do one where Dean keeps denying his feelings for Cas and one night they go out to a bar and Cas decides to just go ahead and flirt with another guy to get over Dean who ends up jealous? And fluff? Thank you I love you and your blog :)

“Jeez, how long could it possibly take him to get another round of beers? Do you think he got lost on the way?” Dean asked, mockingly rolling his eyes at his younger brother.

Sam stretched his neck, but it was impossible to see the bar from their table in the back, especially with the place being this crowded. “I don’t see him… Let’s just hope he didn’t fly off again, heaven usually has poor timing.”

Dean shook his head. “The guy at least would’ve told us he’s leaving, right?”

“Unless it was something pressing like the end of the world, yeah, I suppose so.” Sam agreed with a shrug.

“Alright, I’m gonna see what’s taking him so long.” Dean declared as he got up from his chair. “God knows what kind of trouble he could already have gotten himself into. It’s Cas, after all.”

Sam shot him a glance of amusement that Dean didn’t know what to make of, and so he just glared back at his brother, then took off and pushed himself through the crowd in the general direction of the bar.

Okay, so maybe Dean was a tiny bit overprotective when it came to Cas and social situations. Nothing weird about that, he was just trying to protect the angel, who could be a bit naïve when it came to everyday human interactions. There was nothing wrong with wanting to look after your friend…

Dean mumbled ‘excuse me’ on repeat as he made his way through the mass of people. He was relieved when he finally reached the bar, but immediately felt his heart sink to his stomach when he actually spotted Castiel. At first Dean figured that he had to be hallucinating thanks to a beer too many, but when he briefly closed his eyes then opened them again, he was still confronted with the same image. Cas was talking to a guy. Well, they were not just talking, that much Dean could tell, even from where he was standing. Dean kept his distance as he observed them, his mouth falling open wider with each second that passed.

The guy had short blond hair and was not at all unfortunate looking, and he was laughing, apparently at something Cas had said.

“What the hell? What, does he make jokes now?” Dean disbelievingly muttered under his breath to no one but himself.

And for a moment Dean was taken aback. By how much this pissed him off. By how much it bugged him that Cas was making this stranger laugh. Dean should be the one to laugh at Cas’ jokes. On the rare occasions that he made any…

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